Three Words| h.s dark

Chapter 15: Fear

* 9 p.m.- The Next Day *

Harry and I walked through the entrance of the house we were invited to for a party hand in hand. Harry had forced me to come to this place because he wanted to see some of his mates.

It just happened to be the same place I met him.

"Alright, I want you to stay by my side." Harry squeezes my hand, raising his voice to make sure I hear him over the music.

"I will do as I please, Harry." He needs to know i can do exactly what I want and I do not need his permission.

"Leah. I just don't want you getting hurt." Harry says, walking over to the guys I remember as Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn.

We take a seat on the couch and everyone's having small talk. I stay as quiet as possible, only talking every now and then.

"I'm gonna go get something to drink. I'll be in the kitchen, Harry."  I stand up.

"Okay. Hurry." Harry lets go of my hand and I push my way past all the people to get to the kitchen.

I grab a red cub, turning on the faucet. The cold water spills into the cup. 

I walk out of the kitchen and push my way past more people, only to see over ones shoulder Harry kissing... Alex. 

No way.

Not this again.

I didn't know what to do. I could stay here and watch them, I could go cry, or I could go stop them.

I make eye contact with Louis, and his eyes widen. He starts making his way over to me.

"Okay, look. I know that looks bad, but-" I cut him off.

"No! He asked me out last night! We're dating! He shouldn't be doing that!" I yell. Shock takes over his face.

"We were playing truth or dare and Niall dared Alex to kiss Harry." Louis explains.

"Oh, so you started a truth or dare game within he three minutes I was gone?" I snap.

"Well, uh, yeah." Louis shrugged, taking a sip of something in a red cup he was holding.

"He's kissing back, Louis." I can't tear my eyes away from them.

"I'm not very good comforting people..." Louis trails on, scratching the back of his neck.

"I don't need comforting. I need a place to go." I say and I see that Harry has pulled away from Alex. I make eye contact with him and he jumps up, walking over to Louis and I.

"Don't take this personally. Do you have a girlfriend?" I ask Louis, talking fast.

"Uh, no..." Louis says and I grab his shirt, pulling him close.

I smash my lips onto Louis's, making sure Harry saw me. I didn't feel anything. No sparks or butterflies. Louis was nothing compared to Harry.

 "Leah! What the fuck!" Harry yells, grabbing my shirt and pulls me back, away from Louis.

Louis had kissed me back, so I knew he didn't mind I had kissed him.

"You kiss Alex, I kiss Louis." I get myself out of his grip, straightening my shirt out.

"Louis, do you think I could stay at your house?" I smile at him.

Harry looks like he could shoot either of us.

"I don't mind, but I think your boyfriend will." Louis messes with his fingers. He's obviously nervous.

"Oh, don't worry. He's not my boyfriend anymore." I grin, taking a step closer to Louis. I didn't want to break up with Harry, but I guess I had to prove a point.